Roffeless

ROOFELESS 6

"We haven't seen you in a while, Barb," Colin asked.   "What's up?"

"Oh you know," I said.  "Busy."

"Yeah," he said.   "Same here.  But you just disappeared for a while there.  Weren't answering the phone, nothing."

"A touch of flu," I said.

He nodded.

"I hear that's going around."

It had been a little more than a week since the dog.  Against my better judgement, I'd showed up at Colin's with beer and a pizza.

He was just about to start cleaning up his apartment, when I arrived.   So he invited me to help out before we kicked back and relaxed.   Well, I thought, it's what friends do.   But then he wound up making a phone call to Ted, and he was so busy talking, he couldn't do much more than supervise me, as I did his dishes and cleaned up around for him.  He inspected my work after I cleaned the bathroom, and then ordered me to do it again, as if I was his maid.   Amazingly, I didn't tell him to fuck off.

Instead, I found myself getting down on my hands and knees, my panties peaking out from my ultra-short skirt, the one with the slit up the side, scrubbing the floor.

It wasn't that bad, I told myself.   I didn't really care about this petty shit, or whatever.  I didn't really think about it.  All I could think about was how they might fuck me.  How I needed them to fuck me.

Ted came over.  We had beer and pizza.  We watched a crappy hockey game.  I was bored to tears, almost jumpy.  Wouldn't they try something?

Finally, I spotted one of their clumsy moves with a glass of water.   I almost sighed with relief.  During a big score, I poured some of the water behind the couch.  

I noticed them glancing meaningfully at the partially empty glass.

Oh, they were so fucking obvious.   They didn't have a clue.

Later, while Colin was in the bathroom, and Ted playing with the remote, I ditched the rest of the water.   Eventually letting them see the glass was empty.  Again, their eyes focused on it.  It was so easy to run circles around them.

Cat and mouse, I thought, and I was the secret cat.

A secret cat who needed a good, hard fucking.

Badly.

I mean, even if there was a dog again, I didn't care any more.  I just needed it.

With practiced ease, I slipped into my role, pretending to all the increasing symptoms of roofie intoxication.   They took the bait, their hands exploring me, mouths kissing me, undressing, and fingering me.

Panting, aching, I let them bend my naked body over the arm of the couch, my ass protruding, my breasts hanging down.   With practiced ease, Ted bound my arms behind my back.

Colin stood in front of me, his erection inches from my face, running his hands through my hair.

"Funny thing, Barb," he said.  "You are so fucking susceptible to roofies its amazing.  Works every time."

He slipped his thumb into my mouth.  I sucked on it eagerly.

"I mean, look at you now," he laughed.  "You're loaded out of your mind.  You're just totally out of it, just a mindless slut who needs her holes fucked.   No thinking, no memory, just a perfect sex toy, a wet cunt and spread legs."

"But here's the interesting thing.   I didn't put anything in your water.  It was just water.  What do you think of that, Barb."

My stomach knotted up, my blood ran cold.  Chill horror swept through me.    What do I do?   He's bluffing, I thought desperately, with more hope than logic.  Play the part, don't break character, no matter what.

"Wha..." I mumbled.

"Pay attention, Barb."   He laughed and slapped my face.   "You brainless cunt."

Todd jammed three fingers rudely in my wet pussy and slapped my ass.  I bucked a little, glad for the distraction. 

He was playing a game with me, I was sure.  He was trying to trick me.  My only way out was to keep playing the part.  He's still talking to me like I'm under.

"As a matter of fact, Barb," he said, chillingly,  "there's a bunch of times when we only pretended to slip something to you... Just like you pretended to take it."

"After a while," Ted said from behind me, "we just started to figure that we'd save them for special occasions on you."

"Don't worry, Barb.  We've got them on videotape.  You'll get to watch."

"She'll love the dog tape."

Colin continued to run his fingers through my hair, gently, ever so gently.   They're psyching me, I thought.   It was a nightmare.  This couldn't be real.  My cunt spasmed, wetness almost running down my thighs.  My whole body was tingling.  Why wouldn't they just fuck me!

"You see, Barb," Colin said, "you aren't as smart as you think you are.  You're not really very smart at all.   In fact, you're kind of shallow, and self absorbed, and ignorant.  You're just a brainless cunt, really, deep down."

"Please fuck me," I whispered.  Was that in character?   I needed it so badly.

"You just stumbled on to some scheme that you could use to get the kind of treatment you needed, the treatment you craved, and still keep all your shallow little illusions about yourself.  We had no problem with that.  We were happy to give you what you needed, and let you go on pretending."

"It was funny, actually.   We got a laugh out of you.   All the time you were laughing at us, we were laughing at you.  Because we knew that in the end, you would always end up on your knees, sucking our cocks...   Because we knew that in the end, that was what you really wanted."

"We love fucking you, Barb," he told me.   "We love fucking you, and coming up with new ways to fuck you."

"Are you feeling fucked right now, Barb?"  Ted asked behind me.  "Just wait."

"We think its time to take you to your next level of being fucked, Barb," Colin said, his hand winding and tightening in my hair.   "That's why we want you to know."

Oh god, I thought, it was all true.   All the time I thought I'd been the one in control, the one playing them.  But I'd been wrong.   They'd been in control, they'd been playing me.  The thought was devastating.  I felt hollow inside.

"Remember all the times Ted or I made passes at you," Colin said.   His grip on my hair tightened.  It was starting to work.   "And you shot us down."

"We didn't mind.   I mean, either of us wouldn't have minded being your boyfriend.  But that was never what you wanted.  It wasn't what you needed.    And it wasn't ever what you really were to us... or we were to you."

"What are we, Barb," Colin said.   I could feel Ted's thick cock behind me, pressing against my anus.   After all his violations, he fucked my ass now as easily as my mouth.   I pressed back a little, welcoming him, encouraging him to take me.  His cock moved easily, sliding on his powerful hips.

"What are we, Barb," Colin said again.   "I think you know.   I want to hear you say it."

Tears began to roll down my face.

This was a nightmare.

"Come on, Barb," Colin coaxed.

One word.

"Masters," I whispered.

And with that word, I felt Ted enter me from behind.   Colin lifted my head, and for a second, I saw him smiling down at me, and then I closed my eyes as he smoothly propelled his big hard cock between my lips and down my throat.

"Welcome to the rest of your life, Barb."